Enigma - Third Of Its Kind

The first is the father The second is the mother And the third is the child I look into the mirror See myself, I'm over me I need space for my desires Have to dive into my fantasies I know as soon as I'll arrive Everything is possible Cause no one has to hide Beyond the invisible Sajaja bramani totari ta, raitata raitata, radu ridu raitata, rota The brave and wise men came together on horse Close your eyes Just feel and realize It is real and not a dream I'm in you and you're in me It is time To break the chains of life If you follow you will see What's beyond reality Ne irascaris Domine, ne ultra memineris iniquitatis: ecce civitas Sancti facta est deserta: Sion deserta facta est: Ierusalem desolata est: domus sanctificationis tuae et gloriae tuae Do not be angry Lord, or remember iniquity forever: behold the Holy City is a desert: Sion is mad a desert: Jerusalem is desolate: the house of your holiness and glory